The May sunshine slanted into the classroom of Class 1 (3) of Senior High School. Cheng Shuyun stared at the function image in the mathematics exercise book, and the tip of his pen repeatedly sketched it on the draft paper. There was the rustling of books on the front table, and she looked up subconsciously, just in time to catch Zhou Shilu's gaze looking back - he was taking out a basketball from the table, probably wanting to go to the court during the break. When he saw her looking over, he raised his eyebrows at her with a little arrogant smile on his lips.
Cheng Shuyun hurriedly lowered his head, the tips of his ears felt hot, and his fingertips unconsciously clenched the pen tightly. They had been in the same class for almost a year, but she always panicked when they looked at each other casually. Zhou Shilu was the "popular figure" in the class. He was good at basketball and won three sports championships. Even if he ranked last in the monthly exams, his teacher would always laugh and say, "I have a bright mind, but I just don't focus on my studies." And she is a typical academic. She sits in the third row in the middle of the classroom. She always holds a book and rarely leaves her seat even between classes.
"Shu Yun, do you know this question?" Lin Xiao at the back table poked her on the back and handed over a math exercise book, "I still don't understand the auxiliary lines that the teacher just talked about."
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